Daming: Grandpa Emperor, please get up and sit on my throne!

On the one hand, keeping Jiang Li was to clear his name. As Zhu Yuanzhang's confidant for so many years, his abilities were naturally beyond doubt, but these were not so important. The most important thing was the intelligence channels that Jiang Li controlled.

Now he is alone and helpless.

The nobles of Huaixi are not easy to deal with. The ones who can be trusted are Chang Sheng, Lan Yu, and half of them. The vassal kings outside may defect at any time.

He reorganized the Jinyiwei, and the staff strength increased from the previous 20,000 to the current 30,000. He has now gained control of half of the staff. It will take some time to purify them.

Internal and external troubles.

In this situation.

The hidden connections in Jiang Li's hands are extremely valuable.

"Yes! Commander Jiang has already promised this. After he has sorted it out, he will present the secret clues in his hand to Your Majesty." Song Zhong responded.

"I'll wait." Zhu Yunhuan nodded slightly and said lightly.

"Commander Jiang has another request."

"explain."

"He wants to see His Majesty the Great for the last time."

"allow."

Zhu Yunhuan readily agreed. After all, he had been his confidant for many years. Jiang Li persisted until the very end before joining him, which shows his loyalty.

A dead person is still a dead person even if your eyeballs are popped out.

Can't make any waves.

"You can handle the rest on your own."

Zhu Yunhuan yawned and felt sleepy. He decided to finish his business here, gave some instructions and went straight out the door.

"Farewell, Your Majesty." Song Zhong clasped his fists respectfully.

Zhu Yunhuan slowly walked out of the mourning hall in the middle hall. A voice was heard from afar: "Stop calling me Commander Jiang, Commander Jiang. You, Song Zhong, are the current commander of the Jinyiwei."

Song Zhong's originally expressionless, rough face suddenly showed excitement, and he bent his waist even deeper: "Yes! I will listen carefully to your Majesty's teachings!"

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After hearing the palace door finally closed again, Zhu Yuanzhang dared to sit up and let out a long sigh of relief: "Huh... a large group of people suddenly rushed over, giving us a lot of trouble!"

"What a shame, what a shame, I didn't hear this little bastard tell us how to solve the problem."

Zhu Yuanzhang breathed in deep gulps of fresh air.

I felt a little regretful in my heart.

"But... perhaps there's no solution to this problem. Otherwise, how could so many emperors before me not have figured it out?"

"He's brought the Jinyiwei under his command so quickly. This little bastard is really good at manipulating people's hearts."

He glanced at the closed vermilion lacquer door of the central hall.

He raised an eyebrow and said, "Jiang Li is very measured and meticulous in his work. He waited until today to express his intention to join the army. This is reasonable considering his status and will not easily arouse suspicion."

Zhu Yuanzhang stretched out his hand and twisted his neck.

It was hard for him to feel sleepy after what had happened before. Jiang Li would probably come to see him again soon, so he simply gave up thinking about sleeping. He waited while thinking about what he had heard before.

Not long after.

The door was opened again.

There were slightly heavy footsteps and the sound of a door closing... A familiar figure came to the coffin. His chest was slightly heaving, and he was obviously very nervous.

Until I saw Zhu Yuanzhang sitting up from the coffin.

Jiang Li pursed his lips in disbelief: "Your Majesty, are you really not dead?!"

"Your Majesty, are you really not dead?!"

Jiang Li lowered his voice, his face full of disbelief.

The only news he got was what Dai Sigong secretly told him, such as "His Majesty faked his death", "The Third Prince of the Eastern Palace ascended the throne", "His Majesty asked him to serve the Third Prince" and so on.

For Jiang Li who was hit by a dull blow.

Every piece of information here seems like a fairy tale.

but.

In anxiety and uneasiness.

He did meet the "dull" Third Prince, but his eyes became sharp and clear. He called himself "I" and gave himself a deadline of five days.

Jiang Li had no choice but to do what Dai Sigong said.

But I never expected that the wise and powerful Emperor Hongwu, whose glance could make the entire court tremble with fear, would actually lie in this coffin in humiliation!